Warlord of Chaos

The first thirty-one chapter is black

Because the heat caused the soldiers to consume too much physical strength, Lei Zhe ordered the camp early, although this day is very tired, but fortunately there is no accident, those strange-shaped Titans konjac just let everyone talk more.

The camp was a soldier's own business. These things did not require Lei Zhe to command. Soon, a small-scale military camp appeared. The minions, evil eyes and other prisoners were arranged in the middle, and were spurred by the soldiers of the Rapids. Surrounded by tents, the whistle of the whistle, the patrol of the patrol, the reconnaissance to the outside to scout, everything is in order.

Han Jin accompanied Shannier to go around. After going back to practice for a while, he went to bed and rested. After sleeping until the middle of the night, Lei Zhe’s voice suddenly came in from the account: “Raphael Raphael !!"

Han Jin opened his eyes: "What?"

"After something went wrong, can I come in?"

Han Jin sat up and put on his robes at the fastest speed. Then he went to the account and provoked the curtain. Lei Zhe walked in and came in. Han Jin found that Lei Zhe’s expression was very difficult. It’s not trivial: “What happened? ?"

"The plague broke out in the camp, it was a black death!" Lei Zhe hesitated, whispered: "Raphael, can you... accompany me to see?"

"Black death? Is it an infectious disease??"

"Yes, otherwise you won't fall sick over a dozen soldiers at once."

"Let's go, let's go together." Han Jin turned and walked to the account.

"Raphael, this kind of thing shouldn't bother you, but there are only three auxiliary sacrifices in the army. They have no way to black death, so I..."

"Let's go, don't talk nonsense." Han Jin smiled.

Lei Zhe sighed, the Black Death is the most fierce plague, although high-level professionals have strong resistance, but in general, no one is willing to take risks, Lei Zhe really can't help, he once let The a few auxiliary sacrifices saw the injury for Guvalacha. They all admitted that the recovery of Hanjin’s release was very good. It was far from being comparable to them. Now they have encountered things that make the auxiliary sacrifices helpless. Naturally thought of Han Jin.

The sick soldiers have been placed alone in a corner. Several tents stand alone in the center, nothing around, let out hundreds of meters of open space, surrounded by security, there are hundreds of soldiers responsible for guarding them, they It is not only to prevent other soldiers from approaching the patient, but also to prevent the patient from running out. If the patient tries to rush out, they have the right to kill on the spot. No matter where they are, it is unforgivable to endanger public safety!

"Young, you can't go in!" Seeing Lei Zhe and Han Jin walked side by side, several soldiers hurriedly blocked in front.

Lei Zhe’s heart was anxious, and the movement was naturally rude. He reached out and pushed the soldier to a squat. Then he walked over the checkpoint and the rest of the soldiers stopped. When they reflected, Lei Zhe was close. The tents, the soldiers felt a little panic, and hurriedly separated several people to inform the remaining generals.

There was a screaming scream in the tent. Sometimes it was a man who was in a tragedy. Sometimes it was a few people screaming together. Lei Zhe’s footsteps suddenly stopped. He whispered: "It’s a black death, you are sure What?"

"Let's see." Han Jin released two symbols, one for himself, one for Lei Zhe, the Taoist purpose is not white, even if he can cure the disease, at least protect himself and Lei Zhe.

There were four patients lying in the first tent, and there was a supplementary sacrifice standing on the side. Although Han Jin and Lei Zhe were ready, they saw them scared. Jumping, too miserable! The patient's face and body were covered with black plaques, and there were thick juices in the plaques, and the plaques were very soft and very fragile. They saw a patient's painful hand stroking on the face. When I accidentally inserted my finger into the dark spot, his voice suddenly became more fierce, and Han Jin and Lei Zhe felt the scalp straight and numb.

"Is there a way to do it?" Lei Zhe whispered.

"Go out and talk about it." Han Jin sighed, didn't have to look at it, and there was no way for anyone to be sick. To be exact, the bodies of these patients are rotting. If he has completed the foundation, it is Can try it, now, he can only choose to watch.

Lei Zhe's heart sank at once, watching the patient be in a daze, half a sigh, until Han Jin slammed him, he reacted, silently followed Han Jin out of the tent, and the auxiliary sacrifice also followed.

"Have you seen the Black Death before?" Han Jin asked the auxiliary sacrifice.

"No, adults." The supplementary sacrifice said with a smile: "If I have seen the Black Death, I will not stand here now."

"I... always feels wrong." Han Jin frowned.

"Raphael, you said, are they affected by the Titans?" Lei Zhe suddenly said that if this reason can be established, it is really going to be finished. Almost all the soldiers have smelled the tartan konjac. Perhaps they will be the first army to be swallowed up by the disease.

"Impossible." Han Jin shook his head. "I also smelled that smell. Why didn't I have anything?"

"Because your resistance is strong."

"What about that beautiful?"

Lei Zheyi, Lili was in good condition last night, and these patients were already uncomfortable last night, but he didn’t go to the heart at the time. I didn’t expect it to be like this. If it’s the Titan’s konjac, it’s also beautiful. affected.

"Young, you... how did you get inside?" A general called out anxiously outside the checkpoint.

"Young, come out!"

The soldiers were flustered and shouted the generals they could think of. Lei Zhe was the successor of the former head of the Conrad Knights, and it was the target of the soldiers’ spirit. The generals were mad. Now, they have gathered together.

"We can't let the young master come out!" said a voice.

"Who said it?!" The generals were furious.

"This is... this is the order of the young marshal." The soldier was about to collapse under the urging of the generals, but he still squeezed his teeth and squeezed a word.

"Young Shuai! Marshal!!" The sudden shouts were far and near, and the general named Paul strode over.

At this moment, the moonlight suddenly revealed the clouds, evenly scattered on every inch of land, the quarrel came to an abrupt end, everyone's eyes were concentrated on Paul, people can clearly see that Paul's face is full There are a few black spots, although those dark spots are only half the size of the little finger, but they are slowly expanding at a speed that can be perceived by the naked eye.

"Young Shuai, how could the sudden death of the Black Death? You..." Paul discovered the anomaly at this time: "What are you doing with me?"

"You..." A general stretched out his trembling hand and pointed to Paul.

"What?" Paul cried.

It seems that Paul’s spattered saliva can be seen. The generals screamed out and the soldiers who were in charge of the guards also quit. The name of the Black Death is far above the butcher Zaguned, if you are willing to be a slave. Zaguned may not necessarily hurt you, but there is no possibility of compromise with the Black Death.

"What happened?" Paul yelled, then he suddenly rubbed his forehead with his hand, shaking his body twice, and fell to the ground.

"General Paul is also infected with the Black Death!!" The aunt called out with a trembling voice.

"This is not a black death!" Han Jin strode over, he finally understood that something was wrong, the disease should be caused by a virus, but any kind of virus will not have such a rapid rate of reproduction, Paul's face Black spots can spread at a rate that can be perceived by the naked eye, and there must be problems.

"Raphael is right, this is not a black death." Guevara suddenly appeared, he looked down at Paul's face, a pressure that could not be described by words spread out from his thin body, tumbling The leaves, the floating breeze, the swaying grass, everything around them stopped suddenly, including the hearts of the generals who were still beating. When Guevara spoke again, the generals recovered. I took a few steps back and felt that my heart was jumping wildly in my chest, as if I had to jump out of my throat.

"This is a curse!" Guevara's voice is full of smothering.

"Curse?" Lei Zhe lived.

"It seems that Zaguned has other helpers." Guevara whispered: "Some guys... I really thought I was disabled, very good..."

"Sir, can you save them?" Leizhe hurried.

"I am a knight, want to lift this curse, at least to find a cardinal, from time to time, it is too late." Guevara shook his head slightly.

"What is this curse?"

"The touch of corrosion, one of the best curses of the abyssal race."

"Well... if there are really enemies hidden in the dark, how do they curse so many people?"

"This is exactly what I want to figure out." Guevara said slowly: "You are all staying in the military camp, don't go around, I will look around."

"Sir, General Paul... Is it really saved?" Lei Zhe still did not give up, shouting at the back of Guevara.

"If you really want to help him, kill him now." Guevara's voice passed back far.

Paul didn't know when he woke up, he struggled to sit up, maybe because he didn't know how he would fall to the ground, he wanted to say something, and the muscle activity pulled the dark spots, the next moment, a painful embarrassment The cry came out of his mouth.